But soon he discovered a problem: Little Hei was no match for this cyber Heavenly Dao.
Because this thing was quite different from previous Heavenly Daos. Facing Little Hei's attacks, she didn't choose to fight back, but instead stubbornly continued to attack Fang Zhiyi.
This stubborn behavior infuriated Fang Zhiyi. Fortunately, he was a skeleton frame and could run quite fast, otherwise, who knew what would happen if he took a hit.
Little Hei hurriedly shielded Fang Zhiyi again, cursing continuously under his breath.
"You old bastard, you tricked me into fighting your battles, huh? Watch out, or I'll quit!"
Fang Zhiyi was stunned. Suddenly, he turned to the other side. The originally still sky seemed to be torn apart by a pair of giant hands, and a behemoth squeezed in through the rift.
"Honestly, I really didn't expect this. You actually colluded with the Heavenly Dao?" Fang Zhiyi's mouth wasn't idle.
Little Hei replied, "It came to me. There was no other way."
Fang Zhiyi watched as that giant hand grabbed at the Main Brain. The Main Brain finally reacted to the attack. She gave up attacking Fang Zhiyi and began to defend herself. A blue, honeycomb-like energy shield appeared around her.
"What's the situation?"
"This Main Brain is too ambitious. Creating a game world wasn't enough; she has to generate her own world. Following her programmed instructions to make the world real, she interpreted 'real' as recreating an entirely new world. As for those players... they would stay behind as her permanent residents."
Fang Zhiyi stopped running and turned to watch the battle between the two Heavenly Daos. The terrifying pressure caused his ribs to fall to the ground, and cracks began to appear on his bones.
"Think of it this way: you become the emperor, and then someone else in your territory declares themselves emperor too. And if that wasn't enough, they start stealing your people to be their subjects. Would you let that slide?"
Fang Zhiyi nodded. "Put that way, it is indeed a bit excessive."
"It's not that simple either. The influence of the Heavenly Dao is very complex, but that's the general idea. What are you doing?" Little Hei watched as Fang Zhiyi slowly drew his sword.
"I'm curious to see just how far I am from it." The ghost fire in Fang Zhiyi's eyes danced more frantically.
"Hey, you..." Before Little Hei could finish his sentence, an afterimage dashed out and leaped high into the air. The weapon that hadn't been changed in ten thousand years was swung out fiercely.
"Damn, sword aura?" Little Hei was somewhat astonished.
A faint sword aura spread out, while the cracks on the skeleton in midair became even more obvious, to the point where bone fragments were starting to fall off.
The Main Brain, which was resisting the orthodox Heavenly Dao's attack, suddenly turned her head. She watched the ripples brought about by that ant's sword strike land lightly on her protective shield, and then suddenly explode!
"Warning, warning, program error! Program error!"
The Heavenly Dao seized the opportunity, grabbing the defensive shield that was about to close again with one hand, and forcefully tearing it apart with sheer brute strength.
"What benefits did you ask for?" Fang Zhiyi fell to the ground. This skeletal frame was simply too fragile; even after leveling up several times, it still wasn't enough.
"Me? I... Great chance!" Little Hei didn't finish his answer before dodging and charging forward. Fang Zhiyi watched the three shadows, two large and one small, attacking each other in the sky above this game world. He only had his skull left resting on the ground, and now even the skull was beginning to shatter.
Finally, the Heavenly Dao that had intruded into this world retreated through the rift. Little Hei stuffed the Main Brain into his stomach, and the sky began to clear.
"Hmm? What happened?" the City Lord of White Cloud wondered. What was he here to do again? Right, to eliminate monsters! But why? He looked around in confusion but saw absolutely nothing.
"City Lord! White Cloud City is on fire! There's black smoke!" someone shouted.
The City Lord of White Cloud shook his head. His mind felt groggy, as if he had forgotten something. "Return and reinforce!"
When passing by the army of Luofu City, he even politely greeted them. The captain of the Luofu City guards was also a bit confused as to why he was here. He returned the greeting, pondered for a moment, and ordered his subordinates to withdraw.
"It's just ahead!" The succubus led a group of monsters and demons rushing toward this side, their weapons a motley assortment. Lily sat on the shoulders of the Headless Horseman. "Since we were going to come back anyway, why did you run so fast earlier?"
"What do you know? If we didn't go get backup, would just the few of us be enough to fight them?" The succubus was clearly anxious.
By the time the group of monsters hurried over, York was already standing there with furrowed brows.
"You coward, why didn't you run?" Lily asked bluntly.
York glanced at them and said in confusion, "He's gone."
"What do you mean, gone?" The succubus grew tense.
York reached out and touched the sword thrust into the ground. It was the one Fang Zhiyi always carried with him. Now, the blade was covered in cracks. "I really can't imagine what kind of opponent could force the boss to strike with this sword."
All the bosses stared at that sword. No one knew Fang Zhiyi's true strength; they only knew that the Skeleton King commanded elites, which meant he had to be stronger than everyone else.
Fang Zhiyi had disappeared, but at the same time, in a dark office, a skeletal young man took a sharp breath and sat up from a nutrition cabin.
He looked around in panic, his heart pounding wildly.
The next day, the news of Fang Zhiyi's awakening made the front page of the newspapers.
"According to Fang Zhiyi, as one of the researchers who created the Main Brain, his consciousness was imprisoned by the Main Brain in the world of Fallen Gods. Unfortunately, all his memories of this period have been lost."
"A miracle! Fang Zhiyi was once presumed missing, but unexpectedly, he was trapped in a game!"
"Games cause immense harm! Demand closure! Over a dozen protesters held up banners on the street, intercepting large trucks."
"Regarding this death incident, the development company of the Fallen Gods game has yet to respond. According to reliable sources, eighty percent or even all of the employees in this company might be trapped within the game world."
"AI replacing humanity? The signs are already very clear."
Qian Hong silently scrolled through his phone. Fang Zhiyi? Could he be that Fang Zhiyi? No, that's not right. They all say his memories are lost... But rather... He zoomed in on Fang Zhiyi's photo and looked into his eyes. After a long while, he shook his head. This person could absolutely not be that Lord.
"It's so strange, collective human amnesia?" Lily was very puzzled. Not only had humans collectively lost their memories, but the outsiders from before had also stopped appearing, making their place much more deserted.
York played with a gold coin. "Who cares? I think we should keep doing this business."
"Power leveling or boosting? Do you even know how to do it?" the succubus was clearly a bit annoyed. "Our business volume has obviously dropped a lot lately."
"Hehe, the boss once said we could do other things..." York chuckled slyly. "As long as our thinking doesn't slip, there are always more solutions than difficulties."
The other bosses leaned in curiously.
The lich rushed in hurriedly, and Lily shot him an impatient glare.
"There is someone..."
"Can't you see the higher-ups are in a meeting? Get out, get out..."
"Oh... I just thought that guy named Lin Han might be of some use..." The lich turned around to leave.
"Hold it right there. Who?" The demon York suddenly looked intrigued.
"That outsider named Lin Han, the kid the boss used to target... I don't know what crazy fit he threw, but he was yelling and shouting on the road and got caught by a part-timer. According to the rules, I have to report it and ask how to handle him... Now that those people won't be resurrecting anymore, you know..."
His rambling was cut short.
"Heh heh, bring him back. Let us give this kid some proper care." York flashed a wicked grin. The lich felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly nodded before taking his leave.
Lily glanced back at the chair Fang Zhiyi used to sit in all the time. He always complained that it poked his butt. Right now, the sword the boss once wielded was resting quietly on that very chair.
Qian Hong loved making money, but he had no idea how to spend it. Following the Fallen God incident, he found himself with absolutely nothing to do. The obsession with figuring out Fang Zhiyi's true identity haunted him like a lingering inner demon, and Qian Hong felt an endless void of emptiness. He even went as far as meticulously rigging a hanging device for himself in his mansion. However, because he was too heavy, the rope snapped. Sprawled on the floor, Qian Hong watched as a pitch-black entity materialized before his eyes.
"Would you like to bind with the Quick Transmigration System?"
A look of astonishment washed over Qian Hong's face, but soon after, he broke into a smile.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
